Little daunting errands!

The other day, my mother needed me to buy her medicines. This of course isn't a tough task, given that i have a bike, and there are half a dozen medical stores within a stone's throw of my house. But here's the catch... she needed "womens' medicines" and she also wanted sanitary napkins. Now that's downright embarrassing for a guy of my age to walk up the steps of the shop and demand such things! Wearing my heart on my sleeve, like Gandalf in LOTR, I set out with firm resolve, quoting in my mind different versions of the dialog I'd have with the chemist. Well rehearsed, I strode purposefully up to him and made my request. Shockingly, he wasn't the least nonplussed with this, and treated this situation like any other. So much for all the fish!